The Child Poem by Linda Cooper Batchelor
The Child
A baby dies.
A mother cries.
Then she sighs.
She wonders why
A void can't be filled
The only explanation.
"It must be God's will."
Thursday, January 2, 2003
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5/10/2024 2:20:14 AM # 1.0.0.1119
I don't believe that it is ever Gods' plan to cause anyone grief. Loss and grief are a part of life. When someone dies I believe Gods sits beside us and cries with us.mEven when Jesus and his friends lost Lazarus, He wept. As we work through grief sometimes we can bring something good out of it even if it is only the acknowledgement that life is precious. We need to live it while we're here.We all die. Let's live fully until we die. K.L.C.